I'll be right back." Dante said. He ran to his room and grabbed his gloves that he retrieved from his house. He walked over to Sven and gave him the gloves. "Here these should be good for you. I use to have a bike but some guy hit when it was parked so no more bike." Dante told Sven. The gloves were slightly thin black leather gloves. "You don't look to good dude. Are you okay?" he asked curiously.